because it was grassy and wanted wear
I entered the premises hauling a prayer
I knew the owner had a drama flair
yet knowing how way leads on to way,
scoured the shrubbery for any foul play
I’m a fool for caring, it’s never a field day
I waded through Goathead along the way
to where it bent in the undergrowth
loathing the burry weeds stuck on my clothes
arrived at the edge and for a moment I froze
I couldn’t believe it: the house, full of crows!
I doubt (ed) (if) I should ever come back.
Copyright © selma
Okie dokie ~ Let’s do this thing!
I. The prompt poem:
‘Too Hot to Handle’, an elfje by Nolcha Fox
II. Nolcha’s prompt guidelines
- Compose a poem that includes at least 1-2 lines from
Robert Frost’s ‘The Road Not Taken’ poem
III. Submit: Click on ‘Mister Linky’ below
Thanks for the prompt, Nolcha Fox, and thanks for reading dear friends.
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